Marissa Nadler
Virginia
The waves rush against the folds of my face as I start to drown
The waves rush against the folds of my face as I start to drown

Oh, Virginia
Virginia
Virginia
Die

In winter the water will wash up above the waterside
In winter the water will wash above the waterside

Oh, Virginia
Virginia
Virginia
Died

With rocks in your pockets, you walk up above the waterside
With rocks in your pockets, you walk up above the waterside

Oh, Virginia
Virginia
Virginia
Dies

The waves rush against the folds of my face as I start to fall
The waves rush against the full of my face as I start to fall
Oh, Virginia
Virginia
Virginia
Falls